Emily Dickinson (183086). Complete Poems. 1924. |
Part Five: The Single Hound
LXXVI
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| TOO cold is this | |
| To warm with sun, | |
| Too stiff to bended be, | |
| To joint this agate were a feat | |
| Outstaring masonry. | 5 |
| How went the agile kernel out | |
| Contusion of the husk, | |
| Nor rip, nor wrinkle indicate, | |
| But just an Asterisk. | |
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